Mistaken Identity

do you know my soul

when i gaze

with my eyes

into yours?

can you feel my heart

beating...

a faster moving metronome

hastening its response

with each further contact

of skin on skin?


do you think you know me?


all these things, while profound,

will show you little of me

as long as you hold

that which comprises my all

so casually

blindly missing the truth

of the treasure you've been gifted

Reviews

[bluessadmood]

I could see everything in those eyes..I could see into your soul like it was mine
I could feel your heart beat to the rhythm of mine,and it goes crazy with every touch
do you know me,but do I show you but little of what you have of all of me
God you took me way far..how nice you put these words..what magic
just lovely in everything..

[R J Askew]

It's true we often don't understand how lucky we are until it's too late. And maybe some never realise what they have. Also some of us are simply not capable of responding in kind, even when we do know what we have, I don't know why. Your poem puts your finger on a critical moment in the intimacy stakes.